March 6, 2010
So my family and I have been in Mystic Falls for 2 days now. The reason for being here: I have no idea. We just are. I had heard Mom saying something about our safety a few times, but I didn't think anything of it. Yeah Chicago is dangerous, but it was also home to me.
I am seriously not looking forward to starting Mystic Falls High School on Monday. School isn't really my thing but what else is there to do during the day. Back in Chicago, I used school as an excuse to hang with my friends.
I'm not, by any means, a bad student. I just hate wasting my time doing boring things in class. In general I hate wasting time. I do get my homework done since we have a mandatory minimum of an hour of homework time each night – courtesy of my parents.
Anyways, I did, however, have the chance to walk through town today. The weird looks from the townspeople were a little annoying, but it's normal since we were new in town: two young girls walking through town looking like opposites and parents who look like neither of us.
Course, then there was the guy in the leather jacket and sunglasses at the coffee shop this morning, when Felicity and I were getting our caffeine fix for the day. It was pretty nice to be able to get my coffee shots in this new place. Yeah it's a massive amount of caffeine in a little cup but it's the only thing that keeps me awake anymore.
Yum…. I should go get a cup….
Ok. Focus. Back to the guy at the coffee shop.
He came up to the counter near where Fee and I were waiting for our drinks. He didn't even remove his sunglasses while he looked at the menu board and ordered at the same time. He looked at Fee differently than everyone else had today. He had glanced at me too but his focus was on Fee.
Of course, then there was the girl that he handed the drink to and kissed before the two of them left the café. They looked pretty close. The girl had been sitting at one of the tables just outside the door of the café.
So the couple ended up being a guy named Stefan Salvatore, and his girlfriend Elena Gilbert. The chick behind the counter and Fee both seemed a bit envious of the girlfriend though. I bet most guys around here were envious of the Stefan guy.
After my coffee shots, I got an iced chai for the road. Fee ordered a grande-iced mocha. And when they say grande, they mean it.
The nice thing about the house we're living in now is that I have my own room with privacy. We had three bedrooms in the house in Chicago but Dad used one of them for an away-from-work office. No amount of hanging sheets can give you the same privacy as a door that can be locked.
-Liz
